Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Olivia turned and saw a couple-Gina and Donald Johnson-standing in the doorway. Their wrinkled clothes and tired faces showed they'd been traveling. They looked like good, ordinary people. "Who are you?" Olivia asked, glancing at them out of the corner of her eye, her expression calm and unreadable. Gina set her things down, wiped the sweat from her brow, and broke into a hopeful smile. "We're here to find our daughter. I think... her name is Olivia Summers." Olivia's eyebrows lifted slightly. "I'm Olivia." Before Olivia could respond, Gina hurried forward, her eyes glistening with tears. "My dear, I've been searching for you all this time. Where have you been? We've been so worried about you all these years." Olivia stepped back, and Gina missed hugging her. Donald wiped his eyes, giving an awkward smile. "Yes, your mom and I searched everywhere. Thankfully, we found you." "All our searching was worth it," Gina said, taking Olivia's hand with a look of awe. "Our daughter is so beautiful-just like me in my youth. You're the very image of how I used to look." Olivia pulled her hand from Gina's grip and stepped aside to let them in. "Let's talk inside." The couple nodded eagerly, carrying their things in. Once inside, they looked around the yard with wide eyes, clearly not used to such surroundings-like folks straight from a backwater. Olivia told Sean to bring some coffee and set out some fruit for them. The couple waved their hands and politely refused. "This is too fancy for us. We really can't accept it." Grace, watching from the side, was moved. "It's nothing, really. Help yourselves." Olivia remained wary. Her lips parted, but no words came. Olivia's continued silence seemed to break Gina's restraint. With a choked sob, she grasped Olivia's wrist, tears now flowing freely. "Dear, it's all our fault. If we'd been more careful, those traffickers could never have taken you." Then she reached for Grace's hand, her eyes brimming with gratitude. "Thank you for looking after our girl all these years. We heard how much she suffered after being taken, and it was you who protected her. We can never thank you enough." She drew her husband to her side, their heads lowering in a shared bow of thanks. Olivia quickly stepped forward and gently stopped them, her smile faint but warm. "Please, there's no need for this. Some things go beyond words, and Grandma Grace wouldn't want it either." Then she suddenly cut to the chase. "You say you're my parents. Got any proof?" "Olivia, I know you don't trust us," Gina said, dabbing at her tears and nudging her husband. "Come on, show Olivia what we brought." Donald dug into his bag and pulled out a DNA report, handing it to Olivia. "Olivia, these are the DNA results. You really are our girl." Olivia glanced at the paper. It said there was a 99.99% chance they were related by blood. Olivia's memory was full of gaps. She couldn't recall anything from before she escaped Magnolia Town, and she really had left her info with a public welfare group. For a moment, she honestly couldn't tell if they were legit, so she started grilling them for more details, just to be safe. 1/2 Chapter 50 Gina didn't hesitate "That day, your father and I were working in the fields when you came looking for us the trafficks you to Magnolia Town. But when we arrived, the whole place was ashes Ho trace of you left. AD Freelance photographer Violet Beck is forced into an engagement with CEO Roy Payne. He is everything her wild heart rebels against: proper, predictable, and painfully kind. But love has a way of devel...